I have had some of the best days of my 20s up in the hills around Taipei – the days spent up there rooted in my memory. That’s why I was so delighted that, after six years of pestering, Ken finally decided to come up to Taipei for a round of mountain biking. Sadly, I managed to miss my alarm call leaving the rest of the guys stranded at Starbucks without us, but Ken and I managed none-the-less to string together a great day of riding and catching up before my departure.

The rock drop section is never a cake-walk, but heading into this cameras blazing, knowing it was going to be my last attempt in a long time, combined with fuzzy status of medical insurance, definitely sapped my fluidity.
I am itching to see what the trails are going to be like in San Francisco, and beyond …
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I’m slow and my Jamis Dakar is old, (hmmm, arguably I’M OLD!) but if you get back to Austin let’s ride, Jonathan. Best wishes on your new adventures.